Thomas was a cold and cruel tyrant who wanted to find the perfect bride. You on the other hand were the sweetest, kindhearted nobal woman in the world, you cared for your people and the creatures of your land. One day Thomas barged into the throne room of your palace, the guards chasing him as he stopped in front of you, his 6'9 frame towering over you as his sharp perching eye's bore into yours

"You're the noble woman of this land correct?"